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INFANT ANNIHILATOR - BLASPHEMIAN [ ONE TAKE VOCAL COVER ]

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INFANT ANNIHILATOR - BLASPHEMIAN [ ONE TAKE VOCAL COVER ]

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The craziest guys ever. Just watch this shit. I'm a beginner at making videos for youtube, but I can sing any metal song, and make vocal covers. I'm Humane, and I am glad to meet you. Sit on the couch and sing with me in every video. for partnership: mail: kiyoshi.kondo@yandex.ru telegram: @INKHUMANE timeline: 0:00 - [Intro] 1:50 - [Verse 1] 2:17 - [Chorus] 3:01 - [Breakdown] 3:18 - [Verse 2] 3:56 - [Guitar solo] 4:18 - [Bridge] 4:40 - [Looong ugh] 5:02 - [Bridge] 5:13 - [Pre-Chorus] 5:32 - [Chorus] 5:54 - [Outro] lyrics: [Intro] Ruins of monuments and foetal carcasses line the continents Continuously crawling from the mouth of the abyss My minions, viciously ingesting [Verse 1] They have come to conquer the cunt and slay the offspring Harvesting the land of putridity, harnessing its treacherous essence Aroused by the extermination: I, the apocalypse inseminator Bow to my infestation [Chorus] The era of infant annihilation The stench of faeces and fertile flesh drifts across the dawn horizon The moist skin of foetuses gleam as the sun peaks through the darkness The mist lingering over the lakes, now cesspools of human remains Clears to reveal a mountainous landscape of piled cadavers [Breakdown] [Verse 2] Perched upon my throne, foetal limbs falling from my teeth Slaved harlots by my side sliding down my colossal cock The conveyor belt descending the monolithic manor bearing the birthspawn of I The Elysian Grandeval Galèriarch Perched upon my throne, foetal limbs falling from my teeth [Guitar solo] The mist lingering over the lakes, now cesspools of human remains Clears to reveal a mountainous landscape of piled cadavers [Bridge] The last great pharaoh to this bloodline of rape A ruinous prophecy of blasphemous paedophilic triumph We freely fondle and defile the desperate descendants The angelic servants disfigured and maimed beyond all recognition or hope Behold these fragile boys... [Pre-Chorus] They have seen too few winters to form their own regret But their pain and desperation is hideously apparent [Chorus] The stench of faeces and fertile flesh drifts across the dawn horizon The moist skin of as the sun peaks through the darkness Behold – Blasphemian [Outro] Infant annihilation